[Rebirth] The little milk bag of the sick and charming president is soft and delicious

When Mo Zhixi met Yu Zeshen's eyes, he didn't feel any fear, but felt his heart throbbing.

"Ah Shen, if you give me a whir, I won't be in pain anymore." Mo Zhixi's dry voice lost the softness of the past, but her appearance was the same as before.

"Xi Bao, why are you always so misbehaving?" Yu Ze knelt down on the ground, he stretched out his hand to cover Mo Zhixi's hand, which was drenched in salt water, in his palm, and squeezed it gently.

The coldness in the palm of his hand made it impossible to hide the gloom in Yu Zeshen's eyes no matter what.

"What's wrong with Xi Bao?" Mo Zhixi echoed limply, the end of his eyes was always glistening because of the pain.

"Xi Bao is not good at all, such a small one, what are you doing here." Yu Zeshen's hoarse voice spread out in the night, as if a pool of deep water was blown, making a sound with dead slowness.

Mo Zhixi could see clearly in the night, his Ah Shen, so powerful and indestructible Ah Shen, looked like a desolation that had been swallowed up.

There is only one gap where his grass still grows.

"Ah Shen, do you know what Xi Bao wished?" Mo Zhixi fought back his sleepiness, his eyelids closed slowly and then opened suddenly, and his voice was also erratic.

"Xi Bao wants to know, what is Ah Shen hiding?"

Yu Zeshen's complexion merged with the darkness in an instant, his body stopped suddenly, and the hand hidden behind his back clenched into a fist.

When meeting Mo Zhixi's eyes, Yu Zeshen suddenly froze, he didn't know how to speak.

What should he say?Does he want to say that Xi Bao's Ah Shen is sick, a waste who can't do without Xi Bao?

It was clearly the night in early summer, Yu Zeshen only felt that the dew was heavier, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet.

"Xi Bao, do you want some wontons? I'll get you some." Yu Zeshen almost ran away, carrying the box of small wontons, and walked to the other side of the ward.

The configuration of the single ward was excellent. Yu Zeshen locked the door of the cubicle and poured the wontons into the pot.Let the wontons soak in the cold water in the pot while the induction hob is heating.

Mo Zhixi almost blinked, and his Ah Shen disappeared.He looked at the tightly closed door and laughed softly.The corners of the eyes gradually felt moist.

When Yu Zeshen came out with the boiled wontons, Mo Zhixi was still looking at him with his eyes open, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.

"Xi Bao, eat. It's overcooked." Yu Zeshen held the spoon, and he scooped up the soup one by one, half of the soup and half of the meat, and it looked good.

Mo Zhixi moved her body, and the pain came.The knife wound this time was different from the last time it was stabbed on the small buttocks, this time it was extremely deep.

The kid didn't have much appetite, but Ah Shen fed it himself, and Mo Zhixi obediently ate a few mouthfuls.

"If it's possible, the crew can afford to wait. I'll finish the last role. Then I'll accompany you, okay."

Mo Zhixi has always been sensitive, he saw too much oppression from Yu Ze's deep eyes, his Ah Shen suppressed the desire in his heart too deeply, too deeply.

"Xi Bao is still young, why would he just watch over me like an old married couple?"

Yu Zeshen scolded in a low voice, while suppressing the paranoid desire in his heart, he tried his best to push his Xi Bao out of the cage in his palm.

"Xi Bao likes it, so don't bother with me."

Mo Zhixi couldn't hold it anymore, he tilted his head, reluctantly glanced at Ah Shen, and was dragged away by sleepiness.

Yu Zeshen kept kneeling all the time, he looked at Xi Bao's slightly raised brows and slightly opened mouth when he fell asleep.Yu Ze's deep throat rolled, and the darkness in his eyes almost engulfed him.

Slowly bending down, as if afraid of disturbing the elf in front of him, he gently, lightly kissed Mo Zhixi on the forehead.

Yu Zeshen selfishly wanted to keep this cub and stop him from flying outside.Let the child look at him alone, and only allowed to be seen by him.

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The next day, when Xun You came back, he was carrying two lunch boxes.As soon as he entered the door, he was so shocked that he almost threw the lunch box away.After seeing each other for a day, Mr. Yu turned into a lookout stone?

"Boss Yu, you have breakfast with the little boss." Xun You carefully walked around Yu Zeshen, put the breakfast on the cabinet next to the bed, and walked out wisely.

Yu Zeshen moved his stiff body. He seems to be an addict now. Once he leaves Xi Bao, a poppy flower, he will feel uncomfortable all over.

The sequelae of Mo Zhixi's excessive blood loss have not gone away. His small face is "brushed" pale, and his whole body is like a weed that has been squatting, drooping on the bed.

The days of recuperation were difficult day after day. Mo Zhixi's wound was painful at the beginning, and then itched after the scar formed.

He hasn't touched a mobile phone in this period of time, so he doesn't know what chaos has become outside.

The boss of Xiguang Entertainment kicked seven people down the mountain, causing them to be injured to varying degrees, two of whom were seriously injured.Once the news spread, Xiguang Entertainment's stock plummeted.

All the media swarmed in front of Xiguang Entertainment Company, waiting for Mr. Yu, or Xun You and other executives to come out, so as to capture first-hand information.

Originally, Xun You still had the strength to spare, but he didn't expect that on the seventh day when Mo Zhixi was lying in bed, the news that Mo Zhixi was stabbed with a knife was also spread.

The information on the Internet ferments very quickly, and no one can predict in advance what it will eventually ferment.

When the matter changed from milk powder worrying about Naixi's injury to whether it was true or not that Mo was stabbed twice every other month when a newcomer surnamed Mo, the situation became uncontrollable.

The media blocked the outside of the hospital, and online comments were directed to the other side.Some people began to carry out acts of hatred of the rich openly on the Internet under the banner of justice and justice.

[I heard that money can make ghosts turn millstones?I didn't believe it when I was a toddler, I didn't believe it when I was in school.I believed it when I entered the society to look for a job, and I believed it when I saw the president kicking people and injuring seven people, but I escaped from the law. 】

[Suddenly I feel so sad, the star I like is a butt licker, and the CP I'm knocking on is a pair of exploiters in society. 】

[Don't be so pessimistic, please?Justice is always on the side of justice. I believe that the law will punish those who hurt people, and I believe that the law will punish those who cover up and conceal. 】

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There are many people who hate the rich, there are also many who are blindfolded, and there are also many people who stretch out their black hands to stir up trouble behind the scenes.Xun You led the public relations department to deal with emergency public relations again and again.

Some were about the company's image, and some were about Mo Zhixi.The Jingbai beacon fire is currently being staged, and Mo Zhixi's fame has grown too fast, and the popularity has overestimated him.

The newly piled steps are not stable, and falling is only a matter of wind and grass.Fortunately, Mo Zhixi couldn't see it, and Yu Zeshen wouldn't let the kid have the slightest chance of touching the phone.

Mo Zhixi finally couldn't hold back when he stayed away from the world for the 13th day.

His Ah Shen was getting busier day by day, and he was bombarded with phone calls every day.People are getting more and more haggard day by day, and the unshaven appearance always makes Mo Zhixi's face hurt.

However, every time Nai Baozi tried to ask, Yu Zeshen remained silent.

Really being asked too hard by this kid, he can always stuff Mo Zhixi's words back with a suffocating kiss.

This weird and unsettling peace completely ended on No. 15 when Mo Zhixi was lying in bed.

That day, this good boy was drinking bone soup spoon by spoon, the soup was thick and fresh.He was struggling to fend for himself when someone rushed in.

The man was wearing a black mask, with only a pair of eyes left outside.When staring at Mo Zhixi, it was as if he had seen something good, and his eyes lit up.

"Hello, I'm Ju Tang Yu Ji, I would like to ask if you are taking up public resources while lying here uninjured, do you feel at ease?"

The man took out a miniature video camera from nowhere, pointed it at Mo Zhixi who was drinking soup, and babbled non-stop.

Mo Zhixi frowned, and before he could say anything, the man grabbed the microphone and continued.

"I don't know if you know about Xiguang's bankruptcy and Mr. Yu's imprisonment. Do you really think that what you do can escape Huihui Skynet?"

Mo Zhixi frowned even more, and as soon as the words came to her throat, she was stopped again.

"I see, you must be speechless. Thank you for the interview."

Mo Zhixi didn't know what kind of image that person's messy interview could produce. He was obsessed with the information revealed in the person's few words just now.

His Ah went to jail?

Xiguang went bankrupt?

Have they become street rats that everyone can shout and kill?

Enduring the dull pain from the wound, Mo Zhixi struggled to get up from the bed.Outside the wide-open ward, there were hurried footsteps.

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Xun You rushed into the ward with a sigh of relief, and when he saw the little boss sitting obediently, he was more than half relieved.

"Little boss, you can be discharged from the hospital today. I'll pick you up." Xun You didn't dare to tell Mo Zhixi the truth, he just tried his best to calm down, using the discharge as a pretense.

Realizing the urgency of the situation, Mo Zhixi nodded obediently, then got into the wheelchair pushed by Xun You, and was carried all the way down the fire escape.

Outside the fire exit, Yu Zeshen was waiting.

When he saw his Ah Shen, panic surged from the bottom of Mo Zhixi's heart, and his eyes turned red instantly.

"Ah Shen, don't worry." Mo Zhixi ignored the wound, he went to Yu Zeshen to beat him.

Yu Zeshen carefully hugged his Xi Bao, and wiped away the child's tears with his fingertips.

The vehicle drove towards the capital, and Yu Zeshen watched the rapidly receding scenery outside the window.He chuckled from the bottom of his heart, and he, Yu Zeshen, was afraid that his words would come true.

In the future, he will eat bran vegetables and swallow coarse steamed buns with this child.